THE REAL REASON I LEFT

THE REAL REASON I LEFT

A Poem by Glen Fitch

       

    I went into the staff room
        on my break.
    I opened up the 'frige and
        got inside.
    The door slammed shut.
        That made the bottles shake.
    Good sign at least,
        the light stayed on.
    I tried but failed
        to find a latch.
    I thought:
        'Cold trap!
        To yell
            would use up all the air in here.
        To sleep
            I might not wake or
        I could tap in hope
            that someone, sometime
                just might hear.'
    I woke without a scream
        but wet with sweat.
    The trap was not my job
        but my despair of doing
            what I someday might regret.
    To get such good advice in life
        is rare.
    I faced a truth
        I never would admit.
    With no excuse
        I said "I have to quit."

 

 

© 2008 Glen Fitch


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yes you should quit that job before you get locked in a freezer. maybe you are phycic? yes phycic is probably spelled wrong

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Added on February 5, 2008
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Glen Fitch
Glen Fitch

Monterey, CA



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